Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1887-01-28

BILE loss to her. And himself-he &C
knowledged humbly his obligations. She
was such an inspiring pupil; she stimu-
lated effort in thousand pleasant ways.
The poor professor heaved a sigh that
shook all his bones and tissues, and
thrilled his cartilages as with rheumi
tism.
Almost he resolved to ignore Andy
Lees request; then came the hideous re-
minder-Andy was his benefactor, had
saved him, and thereby the precious
history of Doryphora decem-lineata, 10
the world. Trouble on trouble, pain OIL
pain!"
He may have hoped that gazing on
the pilot stars" would teach him som =
thing. Be that as it may, he sat at h.
window looking out on the night, ii.
blazing constellation and glitterin
binary slipped out of sight, and ha,
gard dawn came toiling over the hills.
Truly, this was much wakefulness 70.
the possible loss of one pupil in ento
mology, a slimpsy girl who was afraid OF
grass-hoppers, and had been heard t.
wonder, whether Pterophera, with jew
eled eyes, would look well on an opera
bonnet!
! If Miss Allen felt any surprise when
her quondam teacher passed her by
with an awkward bow and melancholy
SMILE as he stole forth to the cucum .
Der patch, she gave no sign. She
made incursions into shady lines
with the farmer, she accepted his bou-
quet of sweet peas and boneset. She
sang AUD Robin Gray" and kitty
Wells" to him, he, meanwhile, wildly
hunting for the air on an antiquated fid-
die. She listened with exemplary inter-
est to his renditiorfs Ut money Musk"
and Napoleon Crossing the Alps" on
the aforesaid instrument. She petted
the colts, she praised the calves. she took
an interest in chicken-farming. The
farmer was radiant, the professor was
the opposite.
Nothing is eternal save eternal change.
In the hall, one morning, this fair Rose,
blushing like her dewy namesake out
side the door, said to the sad and silent
Timotheus, with beseeching accent and
eyelids meekly dropped:
Professor Jones, know I am dread
fully stupid, and think you were quite
right in stopping our lessons, but won't
you, as it is too warm to continue your
observations to-day, won't you plea sc
read me another chapter of your de
lightful book?"
Timotheus N. Jones, assistant state ento-
mologist, was a great scientist, great ge-
MUS; but, bel it known to all men, by these
presents, the superstructure of genius
is generally reared on the same sort of q
clay foundation that is employed in the
composition of ordinary men. The scien-
tific mind, therefore, was permeated 0y
an agreeable warmth, diffused from the
igniferous fiattery of this female plotter.
The owner of the scientific mind tried to
say something gallant and failed; he
made an effort to answer profoundly
and failed again. Finally he contented
himself with the assertion that he would
be very pleased" to read any number Of
chapters from my poor book"
That afternoon he made discovery o.
more importance than any accredited tC
Lubbock or Darwin. Miss Rose was il
love, not with the farmer, but with him
self. He read it in her innocent eyes
he heard it in her softly modulateC
voice. He was astonished, embarrassed
enraptured; his usually steady scientific
brain reeled. When he arose and wen
to his room, he felt that it required al
effort to keep from staggering.
Again, he watched the night out
From 10 p. m. till u. he sas and smiled
so namely that it is wonder that tn,
dog-star forbore to lark vt him. From
IL to a. m. he formulated proposals.
of marriage. From till 3:l5, h,
pictured himself bringing out his book
with preface acknowledging the valu
able assistance rendered by my wife.
Then he thought of Andy Lee and h
was remorseful. "When the great
gray, unlit earth lay chill in the still o
the dawn, he wondered if it were true
as some said, that the cares of famil,
were so distracting as to prevent an in
vestigator from attaining the maximum
of success. Then, as the sun came III
like cohort of radiant seraphim, hi
head fell over on the window-sill and h,
J slept.
That day Mrs. Allen had what wa
known to large and sympathetic cir
Gle of acquaintance as lone of her baC
SPELLS" Miss Rose, as dutiful daugh
ter should, staid upstairs and minis
tered unto her.
The assistant state entomologis
had not a spirit thrice dyed il
cruelty, but, on the whole, h
was not sorry for the affliction o
Allen mere. 1t gave him more time TO
consideration.
To wed or not to wed-a serious ques
ton? He fidgeted around the house fol
season, and, after noon, taking hi
microscope and note book, wande rec
down the lane. The very black black
berry vines and nigger-heads (Osca
Wilde sunfiowers), which bordered tn,
lines of worm-fence seemed to wav,
their long branches and shake thei
saucy heads in derision of this too sue
cessful lover, who was afraid to tax,
the good the gods provided. On, on, b.
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